Astrid
I adjusted my shades as I stood by the arrival gate, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. The plane she was on had just landed, and I figured it’d be nice to pick her up.
Joan had been a great host when we visited New York, so it wouldn’t hurt to be warm toward her now that she was in Seattle.
I spotted her immediately. She wasn’t the kind of woman you could easily overlook. With fiery red hair and striking green eyes, she was the definition of beauty. But this time, I noticed something I hadn’t before. She had a bump. A baby bump. It caught me off guard because she hadn’t looked or acted pregnant. How the hell did I miss that all those days?
Maybe because she always wore oversized t-shirts that clearly weren’t hers.
I waved, and our eyes met. A smile curled o
